One Day
Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic, so be gentle!
One day, Spongebob wanted to get more weed scene he was running out. He went outside, and saw Patrick sitting in front of his rock, shaking and crying. As Spongebob got closer, a terrorist came out of nowhere, and attacked him. "Fluffy, get back in your cage!" Patrick yelled at the terrorist. Then, it mumbled something and crawled into a cage. "Who is that?" Spongebob asked. "It's my sister's pet terrorist, Fluffy. She asked me to watch him for a few weeks. She really needs to get him fixed. He got my pet rock pregnant." Patrick said. "Isn't having a pet terrorist illegal?" "Yes, but that doesn't stop you from smoking weed and raping Squidward." "Anyways, what's wrong?" "I ran out… OF WEED!!!!" Then Patrick started crying again. "Don't worry Patrick, you can come with me to get some more." "But I don't have any money." "I'll pay for it." "Thanks Spongebob."
They were both at downtown Bikini Bottom now. They were walking down a dark alleyway. Then, they walked up to this tall, tough-looking man. "Hello Bone. We would like to buy some weed." Spongebob said as he pulled $50 from his pocket. The drug dealer stared at the money for a few seconds, then handed him a small bag. " Thank you." Spongebob said. Then he and Patrick walked off. When they came out off the alley, a police car pulled up next to them. "There he is! Get him!" one of the police men shouted. Before he could run, a cop jumped on Spongebob, and he got knocked out.
A few minutes later, he woke up. He was in a bed. When he sat up, he realized he was at home. "Thank God it was just a dream." He whispered to himself. Then, when he went to the bathroom, he tried pulling down his pajama pants, but they didn't go down. He realized he was in an orange jumpsuit. Then, he screamed as loud as he could.